In a hushed voice, Ashton spoke, his piercing blue eyes闪烁着嫉妒与所有权的光芒, "I dislike others touching what belongs to me." His imposing presence loomed as he addressed me, Valeria. "Remember, Val, our marriage is only on paper. It's not a binding commitment."
Despite his words, I felt the intensity of his emotions when he continued, "I couldn't care less about those papers. To the world, you are my wife, and that's how it should be." He then buried his face in the curve of my neck, leaving a tender kiss there, leaving my heart fluttering like a flock of butterflies.
Our hearts beat in unison, yet our connection was complicated. Ashton was out of bounds, a taboo – he was once my fiancé's uncle, a man I should never have crossed paths with. Yet, fate had intertwined us, making him my temporary husband.
As the ceremony unfolded, everything around me seemed to change for Valeria Miller. My old life crumbled as Ashton's unexpected declaration of possessiveness shook the foundations of our unexpected union. A marriage hastily arranged, meant to be temporary, now held the potential for so much more in his eyes. He yearned for a future with me, forever entwined.
